Forget about yesterday [Oakley]

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Ryan didn’t need to do much to himself to look attractive for a party, or anything else for that matter. Just pick out an outfit and shower. He had already picked out a pretty simple outfit. Jacket, shorts, and shoes, and he was just now hoping out of the shower then he wrapped a towel around his waist and started down the hall back to his dorm where he would get ready. Tonight he was going out with that bitch of a female named Oakley. Thing was, her attitude and denial, attracted him greatly. A challenge is always fun.

Running his hand over his jaw, he turned his head from side to side checking anything that may be on his face or if he needed to shave, then he took a step back and over looked his outfit. Okay to go. He said to himself before picking up his phone and unlocking the screen to see the time. 10:50 He was just in time. Like it mattered anyways, if he was late, he could always bail the wrath of Oakley then go find a party by himself. It really wasn’t that hard. Grinning, he left the dorm and started towards her dorm.

Arriving at the door, Ryan lifted his hand and knocked on it. “Alright, I’m on time and everything. Your ass better be ready.”


Outfit: Here

[OAKLEY JAMES]

Maybe it was a dumb idea to lure some guy off of the campus chat to go out. Looking back, it hadn't exactly been a smart idea to do so in the first place, having been already turned down once by the big-shot, Gage. She should have learned her lesson. However, this Ryan boy was an exception.

There was just something about teasing him that made her want to get to know him more. Ha! Wait, 'getting to know' was not a phrase Oakley had in her vocabulary. What she meant was, she wanted him for a night. Just one. To fulfill her, well, physical needs, if you will.

Though she couldn't really tell if he was interested. He sure thought she was interested, having been all up in her case since that night she questioned him and Some girl named vicki. Honestly, she could care less what  they were doing. She was just being the curious woman she was. However, she was mildly interested in the fact this girl had a boyfriend, and was flirting with someone else. That, she really wanted to know more about. Ah, ruining relationships. What fun.

Sighing as she pondered all of the events that had led up to this outing, the brunette began to wonder why she was even going out with this guy. Oh yeah, he was hot. Smiling to herself, Oakley gave one last look in the mirror at her outfit. She looked great, but since when was that new? 

Picking up her phone, she checked the time and realized it was almost time for Ryan to-Oh, just in time. He was already at the door. Smiling slyly, she casually walked over to the door and pulled it open. She wasn't going to bother asking him in, no, that was too friendly. Shutting the door behind her she began walking out of the dorm hall. He liked a chase? She'd give him one. "Honey, I'm always ready..." she said, not looking back until she got to the stairs. Crossing her arms, she turned on her heels to give him an impatient look. "Well? You coming or not? Your clock is ticking, babe." 

[RYAN MITCHELL]

God. Her game was getting old. She was the bitchest anyone could be. Seriously, she was worse than his exes being on their most worst month, but then again. It was a challenge. That was just about the only bright side to Ryan. Well..except he could put her in her place anytime she wanted to act like she was better. And as always, she’d would reply to him with a I don’t give a fuck kind of answer. Rolling his eyes Ryan followed her slowly. He could have considered himself one of those black dudes on campus always walking slowly to try and keep his pants up from falling. That was how slow. Sliding his hands into his jacket pockets he smirked as he watched the sassy girl click her way down the hall like roadrunner and then start up the stairs when he wasn’t even halfway down the hall.

He yawned loudly on purpose hoping to get her attention so she could snap back at him. It was cute when she was irritated. Reaching the stairs he started making his way up just in time for her to snap at him impatiently. Ryan looked right up at her and smirked, making sure she saw it. “Calm down, roadrunner. No need to rush. It‘ll be okay..I promise.” He chuckled before stepping on the last step and passing her by. From here he could guess where the party was from the loud music and people talking. Also, he could just feel a party atmosphere. Maybe he was superman, like Mitchie said. The superman with party senses.

Walking into the party he left the door open for Oakley to make it in herself. She was a big girl, she could handle a door, plus with her acting the way she is, he’s not going to act gentlemen-like. His eyes had already found a few hot girls, and he was sure to let them linger on them. Well..if Misson Oakley fails, I always have a back up plan..

[OAKLEY JAMES]

Eyebrows furrowing as Ryan took his sweet, sweet time to walk up the stairs, she couldn't help but lean up against the rolling and tap her foot impatiently. There was nothing more annoying than someone who deliberately walked slow to piss someone off. Well, if that was his intention, it was working. Oakley was pissed. 

Pulling off the railing as he finally caught up with her, she began following him up the stairs, a sort of appalled expression on her face as he replied to her in that condescending tone of his. Oh, that was not going to fly with her if he kept that up. 

Before she could even chew him out, he was already checking out some other girls. At first, Oakley didn't really mind. They weren't on a date, he could do whatever the hell he wanted. But, then, she realized he was doing it just to spit her. Biting her lip, her teeth jabbing into the skin as hard as try could, Oakley started to wonder what she should do. Then it hit her.

Letting a hand rest on his shoulder, she stood on her tip-toes to raise herself up to his ear, only to whisper "You know, if you took a picture, it'd last longer." followed by a cheeky smile and a wink. Then after a brief look at the girls, she turned back to him, still smiling "But why settle for....these girls, when you could have someone better?" she said, another wink following. She knew she was much better than them. It was only fact.

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Grinning Ryan leaned down trying to keep up the conversation with the two girls since the music was as loud as it could be. Both seemed already tipsy and giggly. He’d made the comment “You’re gorgeous.” coming up on a tall brunette as soon as he hit the door, and then her friend turned around and he laughed and commented “Okay, you’re both gorgeous.” and it was that easy to just get them to giggle it up at his flirty comments and handsome smile. He knew he could have them both by the end of the night and that would be, pretty fucking great for Ryan’s taste. “Anyways, I’m Ryan.” He said to them both.

After a moment, he’d forgotten why he was really doing this. To tick off Oakley, or to just irritate her. A large smile spread across his face while a body pressed against his right side to get to his ear and whisper a bitchy kind of comment. Of course it was Oakley, and this just made him a bit more happy. Pulling his eyes away from the two girls, he looked down at Oakley and then arched a brow at the next sentence. She must have been just joking around, trying to mess with him. Maybe she knew that two girls could not compete with the chase they had going on between each other.

He held up a finger towards the girls mouthing the words “One second..” before turning around and narrowing his eyes at Oakley. “Are you teasing?”

[OAKLEY JAMES]

Oakley couldn't help but roll her eyes again at the two giggling ditzes Ryan was trying to charm. God, they were so....dumb. Yes, dumb was the word. Poor girls though, they had no idea he was just trying to mess with Oakley. Though, it seemed he really was ready to take them two home with him. Jealous? No! Of course not. Though, she could feel herself subconsciously comparing herself to each of them. Especially the tall one. She was pretty, he was right. Though she gave up to easy to Ryan, and that was something Oakley held over her.

Smiling cunningly at the boy, she realized her little plan had most definitely gotten his attention. Laughing a little as he figured she was joking, she crossed her arms across her chest and let her facial expression mimic his. "I dunno..." she said, turning on her toes and began walking toward the crowded part of the room. However, she stopped in her tracks to give him a look over her shoulder. She looked almost innocent as she gave him that famous mischievous smirk the people of Winchester knew all too well.

Walking back towards him slowly, she grabbed his collar of his shirt and pulled him nearer to her, her lips brushing against his before she pulled back slightly and finished her sentence: "Am I?" , laughing again. Was she serious? Was she just playing him? She wasn't sure yet. It just depended on how he reacted. 

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Ryan stood there in the middle of the crowd of people watching Oakley. She knew what she was doing. He knew she knew what she was doing. She was driving him insanely mad, is what she was doing. The vision of just walking up into the crowd, picking her up and carrying her to his dorm kept running through his mind. It would. Not. Stop. Did she always do this with everyone? Tease and run away? Say yes and then no? It didn’t matter. The game she was making, was fun. At the end of the day, the sex would be amazingly hot and addicting, probably.

Taking a deep breath his eyes kept narrowed but he gave her a longing or desiring look over to her while she grinned over at him. He had already decided that if she did ever prance herself over there to him, he’d show her he was serious. That he wanted her. Right. Now. No funny business. This was until she actually did.

You want a game? I’ll give you a game. He thought as she grabbed his collar and pulled him down, even though it was so hard to resist the temptation, he had a motivation to keep this game going. Ryan grinned a cocky and seductive smile before looking down into her eyes “I think you should make up your mind on what you want.”

[OAKLEY JAMES]

Oakley was a bit of a tease, and secretly, she sort of felt sorry for confusing the poor Ryan in front of her. Well, sort of. Mostly she just enjoyed watching him get frazzled with the way she handled herself. It was rather adorable, really. 

Giving a slight smirk to the girls behind them, knowing from their own expressions they were so obviously jealous of her right at that moment, she then looked back toward Ryan to wait for his response to her little game. Surprisingly though, she was disappointed with his answer.

She had practically teased him to the point of insanity, yet he stayed strong. Her bottom lip protruded then, as if she was pouting. He wasn't playing correctly. Wrapping her arms loosely around his neck, she pulled herself up to him again and whispered, "You're not playing right. Perhaps I should tell you what you're supposed to do...." pulling away, she let her finger poke him in his chest before raising her eyes to him as she said "Tag, you're it." with a wink and making her way through the crowd then. She wasn't going to give up just yet. This was her game, not his. He should learn how to play correctly. Who knows what would be in store for him if he won their little game (:

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Watching Oakley’s eyes travel behind him, Ryan turned his back some to look over at the two girls. His eyes traveled down and up them. They looked so good. Like a cool drink of water when you’re fucking hungover. The brown headed one was just blowing his mind with just looking at her. Not only was she so attractive, but she’d be so much easier for tonight. So so so much easier than Oakley. Curse the classy bitch.

His thoughts were interrupted as Oakley’s arms wrapped around his neck, his head turned around to let his eyes find her face and when they did, he was back in the game again. What the hell? Powerful Classy Bitch, he corrected in his mind. Ryan watched her lips as she talked, completely dazed into them, and then she pulled away his eyes narrowed and watched her back as she walked away into the crowed.

Tilting his head he began to wonder if he should go after her then, but he decided he’d let her have a few minutes to herself, and then find her in a minute with something clever to say. Smirking he turned on his heel and walked over to the two girls “Can you believe bitches these days? Oakley just can’t stop being a bitch..” Ryan said before shaking his head. Why talk about Oakley? Because, it’s cute when she’s mad and feisty.

[OAKLEY JAMES]

Even though she was on her way towards the crowd, she was still in earshot of Ryan and the annoying little trash whores around him. Stopping dead in her tracks, she subconsciously clenched her fists. He didn't know here enough to call her a bitch! Well, it was true, but she couldn't help but feel appalled that he would say such a thing. 

Backing up, she turned to face him, her arms crossing over her chest and an eyebrow raising up at him. "Excuse me?" she said, walking towards him again. A minute to herself? Oh, Hell no. She didn't need a minute. She just wanted him to chase her like she had wanted all along.

Walking over to him, she let her finger prod him in the chest roughly, as if she was very offended with him talking bad about her, and looked up at him, her eyes hard and angry looking. "I do not appreciate you spreading such...lies" she lie herself, winking at him.